Still eight point someone

I got to know my grades on all the courses I took this semester a little while back. And like at the end of the first semester, I am pleased. Considering the amount of preparation I had put in, and the way my tests had gone, an SGPA (Semester Grade-Point Average) of 7 seemed most improbable. But the grades are in, and I am, once again, well above 8. This inspite of the fact that this was one of IIT's reputed even semesters (Traditionally, even semesters at IIT are supposed to be a bit tougher than the odd ones). If I was happy with the results at the end of the last semester, I am absolutely ecstatic about them at the end of this one.

Besides that, not much has been happening. I have been getting very bored on some days, and having a lot of fun on some other days. I went to Daryaganj yesterday with a few friends. I had heard much about the Road-Side Sunday Bazaar there, so I decided to go and check it out myself. I also wanted to buy some books (fiction, mostly) to keep myself occupied for the coming few days. I went at about 1:30 PM, intending to spend the afternoon scouting for books. It was an intensely hot and tiring afternoon, an afternoon spent walking long distances in the sun and haggling with road-side book-vendors. But in the end, it was all well worth it. In the evening, I returned home tired, but satisfied. In a little over 4 hours, I had managed to acquire 1 Alistair MacLean, 1 Jeffrey Archer, 1 thick collection of Contemporary Short Stories, The Life of Pi by Yann Martel, and 3 Wodehouses. And all that for a neat sum of Rs. 250 (Rs. 264, if I include conveyance). An extremely productive afternoon, I think.

Later on, after a nice evening spent playing Badminton, I borrowed another Jeffrey Archer from Karan. I also, as a result, had to borrow a movie, which Karan insisted I take if I wanted the book. He flatly refused to lend me the book unless I agreed to take the movie as well. As a result, and in the absence of anything better to do, I was compelled to watch Khooni Dracula last night. Click on the link to read a review. I shall not write much about the movie here. I shall suffice by saying that the movie made me feel almost good about watching Kya Kool Hain Hum.

I shall now stop writing, for it is getting late, and I am extraordinarily tired, not having slept much in the last two days.

P.S. - Nobody is more awake to the fact than I, that the last few posts on this blog have failed to soar to the great heights of eloquence and witty humour that one has, over time, begun to expect from the entries posted here. The problem, though grave, is, I assure you, temporary. I am, if I may so add, working on it. So start expecting a nice and funny entry on this blog. You shall, hopefully, see one very soon.